My heart is like the night sky
Darkness, pure darkness

Except that
there are stars in the sky
to brighten it up

But
there are only demons inside me
taking over, eating me up

Telling me

You're always the second choice
You're a really selfish person
You're such a burden
You ruined his happiness

You do not deserve him

What if it was me?

What if the person I meant
that I want dead

was me?

What if I wanted myself dead?
What would you do?